The end has come
my time is done...

So, she walks down her ile.
touching herself, thinking about him...

Life is being so cruel..
i wish i was dead...

Your the only thing i loved
but i guess it wasn't it...

This Love
the love i feel...

It's been almost 1 year and a half since I last...
yet my heart believes you're still there...

You held your arm across the fields of war...
your face, dark, and pale, your eyes filled with...

I had nothing to do
so i started to hang around with you...

Class is starting its 7:25
you're a bit late...

When i first sighted u
u were just a friend...

It only seems that all i write is sad poems
happiness is not much of a cause my memory can...

Changing was my one reason
why i let you down on your own...